Pooh's Grand Adventure: The Search for Christopher Robin Page #4

# With your excellent sense of direction

You've nothing to fear

# Through the quicksand and the chasms

# Tempting fate and fighting spasms

# Dodging avalanching boulders

# Remember

# Christopher Robin's fate

Rests completely on your shoulders, Pooh

Excuse me.

# It's up to you

# That's the beauty of adventure

# The trembling and the dread

# I can't think of another thing

I'd rather do instead

Perhaps you could join us?

# No, no, you go ahead

# Hoo-hoo, lucky you

Tally-ho and toodle-oo

# Ready now? Noble chin

Chest out, tummy in

# Make a fracas, have a fling

# Drop a postcard, give a ring

# Get the lead out, time to swing

# Whoop-de-doo and ba-da-bing

# Adventure

# Is a wonderful thing #

I salute you. And those of you doomed

to never return, I salute you twice.

[narrator] And so Pooh and his friends

crossed over

into... well, that part

of the Hundred Acre Wood

which Owl called the "Great Unknown. "

It was the start of their quest

for Christopher Robin.

They would find him, Owl said,

if they could get through the woods.

For the woods, Owl said,

were filled with Heffalumps...

and Woozles,...

and... who knew how much worse?

Look!

"The Upside Down Rock."

"If you've made it this far...

you're where... monsters... are."

[distant growling]

What was that?

Sounded too hungry for a Heffalump.

[growling continues]

Too plump for a Jagular.

[growling continues]

I'd say it's a... big old...

buggy-eyed, saber-toothy skullasaurus.

Skullasaurus?

- Which way do we run?

- Where do we hide?

What's the shortest shortcut home?

I believe... that way is a good way.

[all] Run!

[all gibber]

AIthough, this way could be better.

[Tigger] Give me a break!

- If not over here.

- [all scream]

AIthough... [chuckles] there

might be particularly pleasant as well.

[all gibber]

Stop it!

We're getting nowhere fast, Pooh,

and that just won't do.

A Ieader must be someone Ieaderly,

quick-thinking, informed.

Someone Iike...

- me.

- [Iouder growling]

Well,... there.

Anyone with half a set of smarts

can see we Iose the beast

by cutting across this Iovely meadow.

[squawking]

And a Iovely meadow it is.

[gasps] Why, Iook.

Is that a golden dahlia-daffodilus?

Rare for this Iocation.

What exactly is this Iocation, Rabbit?

And might it be nearer Christopher Robin

than farther?

Why, we're right here,

on course, of course.

Where else w-would we be?

[squawking]

Owl, where are we?

"Nice peeceful spot!" Ha! Indeed!

[ping]

- [ping]

- Oh, d-d-dear.

This is not the place for a small

and frightfully fearful animal...

such as myself.

Or myself.

Or himself.

Thanks for noticing.

Yes, well, uh,

precisely why I chose it.

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